Your poetry is like sugar
lives
on autumn leaves
no need to crush them
for the sweet fragrance
you are a poet of class indeed
in the list of best 500 poems
when will we achieve or attain
such a moment
of holding hands in the garden of roses
where I hope to be one
saught after by everyone
a blue bird of narcissism
an egoist poet
off the cuff in the desert
none yet knew
but my what a poet are you
but why only 25 poems
I have inked many a thousands
many read a non poet me
you are an eagle flying
okay soaring
come abide with me
I am a poet of style free
a Niagara I may one day be
till that happens
can we meet across the Internet at least
You are a POET TREE
I'd like to bask in the shadow of thee
will you let me
O poet gracious
how much indebted I shall be
to all those thereafter read me
You would I suppose...
Wow poetry like sugar lives on autumn leaves..and the sweet fragrance.. Amazing
thank u so much just read this I don't come to know when one posts a comment so u may alsp PM Thanks young lady
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem, liked it.................................................................
thank you sir just read it ur comments